Roger comes at Becky like a man possessed

After she grabs his arm, Roger finally turns away from the window. But the look he gives her is far from reassuring. He wears an expression of stern, neutral determination, and his eyes seem unfocused as if he were staring right through her.

"Roger, this isn't funny!" Becky whines. "Stop try to scare m- hrrk!"

In that instant, Roger's arm shoots out and grabs her by the throat. Her eyes go wide with panic as she struggles to breathe! She grabs his arm with both hands and tries to pull it away, but she can't even make it budge!

Displaying shocking strength, Roger lifts her off the ground with just one hand. Becky's legs flail in the air, and she manages to land a few kicks on him, but he doesn't even flinch. This entire time, his expression has not moved a muscle.

This isn't right! Becky's mind raced. She is a fully trained police officer who follows a strict exercise regime, while Roger works in an IT department and would struggle to do a single push-up. Any time she had let him dom her in the past, she'd had to go to quite some lengths to pretend he was actually able to overpower her. Yet right now, he seems stronger than anything she's ever encountered!

He carries her effortlessly over to the billiard table and slams her face-up onto it, scattering balls across the room and knocking the wind right out of her. While she's still seeing stars, Roger explosively unleashes his dick, his hand tearing away the fabric and leather of his trousers, boxers and even his belt! He then pushes up the bottom of her dress and yanks her panties off so hard that they shred to pieces.

Becky regains her senses to see Roger clamber on top of her. He grabs both of her wrists and pins them above her head with one hand. With the other, he gropes her breast, mashing it in a manner far more aggressive than he had ever been with her before.

"Roger, please..." she mewls. She feels terrified, weak, helpless... utterly dominated by this man. And for all she is not okay with this situation, her body can't help but react. Roger has tried to fulfil her fetish of being dominated before, but he's never really been able to scratch that itch. Now, though...

Her pussy dampens, which it seems is what Roger had been waiting for. He releases her breast and reaches down, lines his dick up with her entrance and swiftly thrusts inside!

Becky gasps. She had never felt a bare penis inside her before! She didn't like the way birth control made her feel, but was utterly against the idea of ever having children, so she never let a dick near her pussy until it was safely wrapped in a condom.

Roger doesn't give her time to object or get used to the feeling though. He immediately kicks it up to max tempo, thrusting in and out of her with the intensity of a jackhammer!

It's brutal, and it hurts, but Becky can't decide if the pain feels bad or good! She writhes against the table with her legs flailing until Roger's free hand grabs one of her ankles to keep her nice and spread for him.

Becky looks up at him with a wincing, pained expression. His face has not changed. Even while fucking her so powerfully, his mouth is still frozen into a hard line, and his eyes still stare blankly past her.

As if she needed any more convincing, she is now certain that the man on top of her is not the husband she knows. He was always very vocal during sex, often grunting and moaning even louder than she did. But now, while she pants and yelps with every thrust, he remains terrifying silent.

"R-Roger..." she gasps out, "if you're still in there, please, give me some sign!"

She sees him make no outward reaction, but she feels his dick twitch inside of her. His heart is beating faster now; she can feel his pulse throbbing throughout his shaft. She knows his body well enough to know what this means. His orgasm can't be more than a minute away!

Becky's attention flicks back to the fact that he's fucking her bareback! Her mind is assaulted with images of him busting his nut inside of her, sending his sperm swimming up into her womb to attack her egg! She'll grow fat, get out of shape, and ultimately be saddled with a bratty burden for the next twenty years or so!

"S-stop!" she screams, struggling against his grip with everything she has. Her free leg kicks him again and again, but it's like kicking a statue! And no matter how hard she writhes and squirms, she can't pull her wrists out of his grip! "Don't cum inside! I think I'm ovulating today! You can't-! I don't-!" She starts to sob hysterically. "I don't want to get pregnant! Not like this!"

Yet again, Roger doesn't respond. He keeps pounding away with uneven, brutal thrusts, pushing himself further and further towards the orgasm that Becky is dreading!

He's pushing her too. Her heart is beating out of her chest with terror, but to her erogenous zones, a quickened pulse is what it is. So while she tries to struggle with the reality that her seemingly-possessed husband is about to impregnate her against her will on a pool table in a spooky mansion, she is also assaulted by an approaching 'feargasm' that she cannot hold back!

"No, no!" she moans, shaking her head from side to side. "No no no no no, please, f-fffuck, please don't!"

With one final thrust, Roger rams his cock deep inside of her and makes her fears come true!

"NO!" she screams as she feels his tip explode deep within her, painting her cervix with potent seed! The sensation of what seems like litres of unwanted semen pouring into her belly triggers her own nightmarish orgasm. She bucks her hips up off the table, taking his dick a little deeper, and moans with despair. She imagines her cervix opening up to accept his unwelcome sperm, as the pulsations of her orgasm milk more cum out of his dick and into her womb!

After a few intense moments of climax, they both pass out, collapsing into **** messes.